A/N Hey hey guys! So I wanted to comment on one review, just for a little insight into my brain. You said Beca finally feeling something felt rushed. Well. That's kinda the point. She never forced herself not to feel, she just didn't. And she never saw the Bellas (her family) after the breakup. It was what she needed all along. She just didn't know it. She spent 3 years trying to feel something, so to her, it doesn't feel rushed at all. Anyways. hope that justifies it for you like it does in my head. If not. Sorry, I don't really have a better explanation for you.
We are about to dump a lot of shit on Beca. She's gonna get put through the ringer before she gets better. Hope you like it.
xcombixgirlx I really really like your idea of revenge, I'm just not sure how to write it. Grr. If you have an idea. Feel free to PM me.
Reviews are awesome, and I love you.
Crushed
Stacie pulled Beca back in for a tight hug. "Ok sweetie. We're gonna handle this." Stacie held on as tight as she could and turned her head to look at the other girls. "Ok ladies. Search the house. Dump everything."
Beca started struggling. "What?! Stacie, no. Get off. I have to work tomorrow. I can't just go cold turkey. Get off me!" She managed to get out of Stacie death grip, pure adrenaline pulsing through her veins. As she stood up she felt another pair of arms wrap around her, holding her arms down her sides. "What the fuck?! Get off me you Nazi!"
Aubrey held on as tight as she could. The struggle wound up with Aubrey on her back. She hooked her feet on the insides of Beca's thighs and her arms under Beca's with her fingers laced behind Beca's neck. Stacie hopped on top and grabbed Beca's face again.
"Beca, stop! Look at me! We're not trying to hurt you, we're trying to help you." Stacie said, with tears in her eyes. "We're not going to enable your drinking. I know you have work, but you're always going to have work. Just stop."
"If you two don't get the fuck off me, I'm going to call the cops." Beca breathed out through gritted teeth.
"Oh yeah?" Aubrey said. "And what are you going to tell them Beca? That this random group of girls came into your house and started tossing your booze? What if the paparazzi show up with them? Do you want the rest of the world to know that you can't function without destroying your liver?"
"Are you seriously threatening my career? Seriously Posen?! Let me go!"
"I'm not threatening shit, Beca! You are!"
While Beca kept struggling, she didn't realize that all of the girls were no longer in sight. Her house was being torn apart. Each girl rummaging through every crevice they could find. CR and Amy decided to double team Beca's bedroom.
"Hey you good Aubrey?" Stacie asked. "I want to go get started on the kitchen."
"Yeah I got her. Midget's not gonna go anywhere."
"I can hear you, assholes! Jesus, Aubrey! Are you actually a fucking man? How the hell are you so strong?!"
Aubrey let out a menacing laugh. "I'm not a man, Beca! I just haven't destroyed my body for the last three years, unlike you."
Beca finally gave up her struggle and let Aubrey just hold her in the weird ass lock. She thought she'd just let the girls do what they want. They couldn't stay forever. They'd leave eventually.
After a while, the girls started trickling back into the living room. They all gave Aubrey and Beca questioning looks as they entered. The last one to arrive was Lilly. She put a foot on each side of Beca and bent down to look her in the eyes. With about an inch between their noses, Lily said "Do you want to see a dead body?" Beca shook her head no, fear in her eyes. "Then I suggest you stop fighting us." Beca nodded her head frantically. Lilly looked at Aubrey. "You can let her go."
Aubrey did as she was told. As soon as Beca felt her freedom, she shot up and started stretching and rubbing all over her body. "I'm going to bed. Feel free to get the fuck out." Beca stomped her way upstairs.
"Well she's just a pocketful of sunshine, huh?" Ashley said.
"Guys. None of us have been in her life in three years. It's going to take time." Stacie said.
"Yeah and who's fault is that? She ghosted us remember?" Jessica added.
"Yeah, look, I know we all fucked up. But you were all about 'fuck Beca' before. What's goin on?" CR said. "I mean. I'm absolutely down to help. No question. But Beca needs to own up to what she did too. I love her. But she fucked up."
"Well, I've forgiven her. She's my sista. She knows she messed up." Amy said.
"Look, why don't you guys head upstairs and pick a room. Unless you'd rather find a hotel. We've got a bumpy road ahead of us." Aubrey said. "Stacie, can I talk to you for a bit?"
"Yeah sure. Guys, I think all the rooms are upstairs, but ya'll would know better than me. You searched the house, after all."
Stacie and Aubrey made their way to the den. "So. What was all that about?" Aubrey asked.
"What was what?"
"You were all over Beca in there, Stacie. I don't think it's the right time for her to get into anything. And what if she still loves Chloe? You're setting yourself up for failure here."
Stacie rolled her eyes. "First of all, I'm not trying to get with Beca, I just care about her. Second, I would hope that after everything that went down, you would be against Chloe and Beca getting back together. I hope that someday they can be friends, or at least acquaintances, but a relationship between the two of them seems like a really fucking bad idea."
"If they still love each other, it's not really for us to decide."
"Aubrey! Just because you want something, doesn't mean you should have it!" Stacie was getting mad. She didn't understand why Aubrey kept pushing the Chloe issue. "Did you come here for Beca? Or did you come here for Chloe? Because you've been acting like you're here for Chloe. Everything you do is more for Chloe's benefit than it is for Beca's. Beca needs us here for her!"
"Yeah I get that Stacie! I'm trying here, ok?! Chloe is my best friend! She needs help too! She may not be as bad as Beca, but she's struggling too! I've watched her just go through life for the past three damn years. She's not living. She's just going through the motions. She lost her spark."
"Yeah, and that's her fault! She fucked someone in the home she shared with Beca! And who knows how long she had been doing it. And if it was only the one time, her goal was clearly to break Beca. I mean. The one time she chooses to sleep with someone else, she does it on their anniversary? How fucked up is that?"
"I know she fucked up, Stacie! But she clearly regrets it. She didn't want to hurt Beca. She loves her."
"She only regrets getting caught! She knew exactly what the fuck she was doing!" Stacie stood up. "Look. We clearly have different motives here. But can we at least agree to get Beca clean and sober? Surely, that should be the priority."
"I don't have ulterior motives here, Stace. I came because I want to be in Beca's life. When I came here, I had no idea that she was drinking like she was. I took a damn sabbatical just so I could be here enough to earn her trust and be in her life again. I miss her, too Stace. You're not the only one."
"Ok. Then let's get our girl some help. I'll see you in the morning." Stacie said as she walked away. As she entered her room, she started thinking about everything that Aubrey said. It pissed her off all over again. How can Aubrey not see that Chloe is bad for Beca. Beca needs someone who would never betray her. Clearly that person isn't Chloe. How can she think I'm trying to hook up with Beca? That'd be so fucked. I mean. Is Beca hot? Of course. I have eyes. But do I want her? No. Absolutely not. That'd be ludacris. I got rid of that crush in college. Beca chose Jesse. And then that one chick. And then Chloe. I'm not even on her radar. Shit why does it matter? I don't want her. Anymore. Fuck! Get it together Conrad! You're a hunter! You are awesome! "I don't want Beca!" Shit. Now I'm talking to myself! Stacie rolled her eyes and got ready for bed.
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The next morning, Beca woke up in a cold sweat. She looked at her phone and saw that it was already 10. She rolled her eyes and got in the shower. It took her awhile to finish, due to the shakes. Seriously? How did I not realize how bad it was? Once she was done and got dressed, the shakes hit her full force. Just one drink won't hurt. I mean, who can actually go cold turkey. She started rummaging through her bathroom, then her bedroom. She couldn't find anything and she was getting pissed! "Fuck!" She looked at her phone and saw she was running late. She had to get to the studio. She slowly made her way downstairs. She was sweating profusely.
"Where are you going?"
Beca jumped. "Shit, Stacie! You scared the hell out of me!"
"Ok. Back to the question. Where are you going?"
"To work, Stacie. You know. That place I have to go to make money."
"Ok. I'm going with you."
"What?! No you're not."
Stacie rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest. "Do you really think you can drive? Look at you. You're a mess. You look like shit."
"Oh and I wonder who's fault that is?"
"Yours, Beca! You started drinking like a lunatic and now you are dealing with the consequences."
Beca recoiled. "Wow. Thanks."
"Shit. Sorry. Look. I want to trust you. I really really do. But right now, if I let you just leave, you'll go straight to the store and buy something to take the edge off. If you don't want to go get professional help, then you'll have to do this my way. There is no highway option."
CR showed up beside Stacie. "She's right. By the way, you have like no fucking food here."
"Jesus! What are you doing here?" Beca asked, clearly surprised at seeing Cynthia Rose still in her house.
"Oh. Right. Well. All of us are staying here while we're in LA. So. TA DA!" CR said sheepishly. "Did Stacie not tell you?"
"No!" Beca said staring daggers in the side of Stacie's head, since she refused to look her in the eyes. "No she did not."
"Well. Surprise?" CR said.
"Ugh. Fine. Whatever. Just clean up after yourselves. I've gotta go to work."
"Let's go then." Stacie said as she took the keys out of Beca's hand. Beca rolled her eyes. "We're taking my rental. I'm not on your insurance, and I don't really feel like dying today with you at the wheel."
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Chloe woke up from yet another dream about that night. This had been an ongoing problem for three years. She didn't have them every night, but when she did, she knew she was going to have a horrible day. She got up and got ready for work. She had some bags under her eyes, but other than that, she looked like her normal, happy self. She plastered on a smile and headed to the clinic.
When she arrived the receptionist spotted her. "Hey Dr. Beale, your favorite patient is in today!"
Maybe it won't be such a horrible day! "Really?! Is it that time again? Ok, well let me suit up. Go ahead and put him in exam room 2, ok Jenny?"
"Sounds good. Oh, and you got a letter in the mail. I put it in your dropbox."
"Got it. Thanks! See you at lunch."
Chloe picked her letter up and headed for her office. She threw the letter on her desk without looking at it. After she put on her lab coat, she headed for exam room 2.
"Good morning Dr. Beale. Thanks for the diet tips. His bowel movements have been so much more solid lately."
"Oh, not a problem, Ben. So, other than perfect poo, how is little R'kai doin today? I see you got him shaved for the summer. You know, huskies look so funny shaved, but with this georgia heat you can't really avoid it."
"Oh don't I know it. We keep a chilled pool for him in the back and, since he has his own room, he has a window unit in there. I tried keeping the whole house cold enough but it was kind of ridiculous that we had to walk around our house in parkas. I think this was the best compromise." Ben laughed.
"Oh, absolutely. It's nice that you're actually taking his comfort into consideration. Most people don't think about that sort of thing."
"Well." Ben said. "We only spend the summer here, but he definitely prefers Maine."
"Oh, I have no doubt." Chloe smiled. "So what brings you in? Just the normal check up?"
"Yeah."
"Great! Well let's check this guy out shall we?" Chloe proceeded through the routine check up and gave the dog a clean bill of health.
"Well. All looks good. See you next year?" Chloe said.
"Yeah, for sure. Um actually, maybe you could see me tomorrow night? Without the lab coat I mean." Ben said. He looked pretty timid. He has had a crush on the redhead since he first saw her.
"Are you asking me out Ben?"
"Um. Well yeah. I mean. I don't know what could come of it, since I only spend my summers here and all, but yeah. I'd like to get to know you."
Chloe was caught off guard. Sure, she's dated since Beca, but Beca has been on her mind a lot lately and it seems unfair to put someone through that. "Well. I am absolutely flattered, Ben. You are very handsome. But, I don't date people from the clinic. Seems like a big no no. You know?"
"Yeah, no I get it. Sorry. Didn't even think about that. Sorry Dr. Beale. Well. We'll see you next year."
"Okie dokie, have a great day!" Chloe said as Ben and R'kai made their way out of the exam room. Chloe rolled her eyes and made her way back to her office. She saw the letter and picked it up. She saw the Barden lett head and wondered what it could be. She opened it up and read through it.
Barden University
Ms. Beale
Barden University is holding it's first week long Summer Bash.
As the previous co-captain of the Barden Bellas, we would like to ask you and the team you used to captain over, to join us. We are inviting all Barden Alumni to come, but we would like you to perform. You would perform with the team you graduated with.
We will have many years worth of Bellas there to perform as well, along with Treblemakers.
I'm sure you are wondering why, but both the Treblemakers and The Bellas hold national and, thanks to you and your co-captain, a world title.
We want to show parents of potential students what we have to offer here.
Please RSVP ASAP.
The festival will begin July 5th and will run through July 12th. We would like your Bellas to perform at least 3 of the days, but especially on the 12th.
Thanks so much, have a great day!
"That's in a month! What the hell?!" Chloe was freaking out. She should've listened to her gut. It is a horrible day. Not only has she not spoken to her co-captain in 3 years, the rest of the Bellas were pissed at her. Well, except for Aubrey. Aubrey! That's it! I'll call Aubrey! She'll know what to do.
Chloe dug her phone out of her purse and hit Aubrey's contact. As soon as it started to ring, she felt her heart in her throat.
"Hey Chlo. What's up?"
"Well. I don't know." Chloe explained the letter to Aubrey. "What do I do? I mean. I can't exactly RSVP for the entire group! I don't even know if they want to see me, let alone perform with me! This is bad. Really really bad. Do we let our alma mater down? Do we blow it off?"
"Chloe, stop rambling. I'll talk to the girls. We'll find out what they want to do, and go from there. Ok?"
"What about Beca?"
Aubrey sighed "What do you mean 'what about Beca?' She's a Bella too. And the only damn reason we started winning, so I would say, yeah. If they want to go, she'll have to go too."
"She doesn't have to do anything."
"Yeah, but the other girls won't go without her, Chlo. Might want to prepare yourself to see her. I'll try to help prepare her too. If they decide to go, that is."
"Ok. You're right. No biggie. We're both adults. We can manage to be around each other for a week. We got this."
"Alright, Chlo. I'm gonna go. I have a few calls to make. Just don't freak out."
"Ok. I won't. I got this. Love you, Bree."
"Love you too, Chlo.
Chloe hung up and immediately started freaking out. She wanted to go, but at the same time, she didn't. She was very confused.
The rest of the day, Chloe couldn't concentrate. "Hey, Jenny? Do I have any appointments scheduled for the rest of the day?"
"Nope, all clear. In fact, no one does. Slow day. Just waiting on walk-ins."
"Great, I'm going to head out early. I have some business to attend to."
"No problem, Dr. Beale. See you tomorrow." Jenny waved at Chloe as she walked out the door.
Chloe got into Aubrey's car and drove towards her house. Why is this happening now? After all this time. Am I cursed? Is the universe out to get me? Why now?